Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

staff prepare something

It'll be ready soon.

an hour later, the

in a wheelchair, two female helpers pushed

groomed her, and changed

to her face when she emerged from

so, her cheeks were still

was

forward, leaned down, and put his arms around her waist

in his arms,

of any

her carefully

at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and continued to hold her in

even care that his straightened suit was all

mobility is

cut the

Rose Island knew Jameson's patience

lowered her moistened

piece, she

her eyes had faded, replaced by an emptiness, a darkness that mirrored still

fingers grazing her cheek, his

in your wedding dress when you're a bit

very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug that

no longer dared to be overly resistant against Jameson's idea of wanting to marry